Thank you for your assumptions but I didn't. [She fights him on that front: earnestly trying to keep her hold on his belongings while her stare stays as sharp as her tone. Meaning he only has half his things back by the time Aeryn decides to snap back at him.
--or would have, if not for the way his words dig in and pull another brief set of images from her mind. Following him. Like keywords they echo, stuck in the back of her thoughts as she tries to place it-- why they're relevant. Why he's not wrong. ]
--no, you're right. [It's slower. Gentler. Indirect.] I was following you.
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--or would have, if not for the way his words dig in and pull another brief set of images from her mind. Following him. Like keywords they echo, stuck in the back of her thoughts as she tries to place it-- why they're relevant. Why he's not wrong. ]
--no, you're right. [It's slower. Gentler. Indirect.] I was following you.